Ouchi Taming the Cat, starting with the Ten Tiger Forms!

Chapter 756 West Pavilion
All the power of Nirubel's flaming blade was neutralized, and then it disappeared in mid-air.

She did not seem surprised at the arrival of these people, but calmly revealed their identities.

"The Hermit of the West Pavilion."

The six did not deny it.

They include both men and women, and their ages range greatly.

There are white-haired old men and young people who look to be in their twenties or thirties.

This so-called West Pavilion Hermit was able to withstand Nilubai's attack, and it was obvious that he possessed the strength of the Heavenly Dao Realm.

Moreover, in that move just now, Nilubaier also relied on the power of the battle formation displayed by her followers.

The Hermit from the West Pavilion was able to take it on steadily, which showed that he was extremely powerful.

"A holy place for martial arts..."

Li Xuan thought to himself.

Li Xuan had heard the name Xige from Old Ye before.

This is the only martial arts holy place among the eight martial arts holy places that is located in the desert.

As for West Pavilion, Old Ye did not tell Li Xuan too much information. He only said that this family's martial arts was quite mysterious, and they were extremely low-key in the desert, concentrating on training, and did not have much contact with the other families.

Mr. Ye had analyzed for Li Xuan that if he wanted to obtain the Yin-Yang skills of the West Pavilion, the difficulty would have to be at the highest level.

Unexpectedly, Li Xuan met people from the West Pavilion here today.

"Xige Hermit, I don't know what he is in the sect."

"He was able to withstand Nilubai's attack and master the power of the Heavenly Dao Realm. He should be a leader-level existence."

The sudden appearance of Xige changed the situation on the battlefield again.

But even if the West Pavilion intervenes, it may be difficult to change the situation of the war.

After the silver wolf's huge body disappeared, the werewolf transformation of the desert warriors began to subside, and even large-scale weakness appeared.

Except for top masters like Bilge and Tiele Cangying, everyone else was affected to varying degrees.

The most seriously injured people fell into a coma and completely lost the ability to fight.

On the battlefield, this outcome is no different from death.

Now the biggest threat, Howling Moon the Silver Wolf, has disappeared.

The Desert Wolf King and five high priests were seriously injured.

Judging from their breathing, I'm afraid they don't have much time left.

Especially the Desert Wolf King, his injuries were so severe that they were beyond everyone's imagination.

“It turned out that he risked his life.”

Seeing the miserable state of the Desert Wolf King, Li Xuan and Emperor Yongyuan could both understand the power he was able to unleash before.

However, Li Xuan was still curious about the Silver Wolf Swallowing the Moon's strange method.

His Yin-Yang Qi can imitate all the forces in the world.

However, the method of Silver Wolf Swallowing the Moon was obviously not something he could imitate just by seeing it once.

Even Li Xuan was unable to understand the principle behind it.

He could only vaguely guess that the silver wolf did not really swallow the moon in the sky, but temporarily directed the moonlight to himself.

This caused a phenomenon similar to a lunar eclipse.

To outsiders, it looked like the silver wolf swallowed the moon.

"What's wrong with their brains? They actually came up with such a trick."

Having temporarily overcome the life-and-death crisis, Li Xuan couldn't help but become excited because of this special martial art.

At this time, the hermit of Xige spoke.

First, an old man with short pale hair and half of his face covered with runes spoke rudely to Nilubai:

"Nilubaier, you, the Holy Fire Cult, actually dared to get involved in the dynasty dispute. It seems that you don't want your Holy Fire to continue burning."

Nirubel sneered. The gorgeous jeweled armor on her body gave her infinite confidence.

"Old man, don't blame me for calling you that. It's because you hermits don't have names."

As Nilubaier spoke, she raised her scimitar and pointed it at the six West Pavilion Hermits.

"The Holy Fire Order I taught has already been delivered to the front of the battle."

"The Desert Wolf King agreed to wait for three days, but he broke the promise that night."

"If this Saint Lady had not arrived in time, I don't know how many lives would have been lost."

"The Holy Fire Cult has no interest in the dynastic struggle!"

"We are here for the prophecy of the Holy Fire."

Having said that, Nirubel's momentum seemed to ease a little, and she slowly put down the scimitar that was pointing at the hermit of the West Pavilion.

She expresses her attitude through these actions.

"Stop the dispute. We still have a chance to sit down and negotiate peacefully."

"If you persist in your mistake..."

"No matter what the cost, the will of the Holy Fire will be carried out."

"implement!"

"implement!!"

"implement!!!"

As Nilubaier finished speaking, the Holy Fire Cult followers below began to cheer.

The momentum is completely different from before.

After Nilubai'er arrived, the fire of faith burning in the eyes of the warriors from the hundreds of countries in the Western Regions became much stronger.

Li Xuan swallowed silently.

I have a deep feeling about how powerful the fanatics are.

"Fortunately, we are not enemies of the Holy Fire Cult."

Li Xuan knew that there were only very rare situations where an army would fight to the last man.

And faith happens to be one of the important factors he knows.

The momentum of the Holy Fire Cult made the remaining desert warriors shrink back.

After losing the Desert Wolf King, their backbone, it was difficult to rebuild their morale.

Even if the Tiele Goshawk was present, it would be difficult to change this.

The Desert Wolf King has always been their most important spiritual support.

Now that they had witnessed the defeat of the Desert Wolf King, their will to fight collapsed.

Even if Tiele Goshawk was determined to lead the remaining warriors to fight to the last moment.

But countless comrades on the ground have lost their ability to fight.

Their resistance may implicate their comrades.

When the desert and the West Pavilion Hermit fell silent, Nilubai shook her two swords, and the jeweled armor on her body emitted a bright light, as dazzling as a Valkyrie.

"Now, make your choice."

"Choose!"

"Choice!!"

"Choice!!!"

The shouts of the churchgoers made these words sound threatening.

But in the current situation, it doesn’t matter what they think.

Although there are still many warriors in the desert, most of them have lost their combat effectiveness.

Although the six West Pavilion hermits can exert the power of the Heavenly Dao Realm.

But what they have to face is the joint efforts of the Holy Fire Sect and Daxing.

Even though the Red Dragon of Daxing had gone through a tough battle, no one had the confidence to fight one against two in the battle at the Heavenly Dao Realm.

Everyone has seen the power of the Silver Wolf.

The fact that the Red Dragon can contend with the Silver Wolf until now is enough to prove how powerful it is.

The only one who can make the decision now is the Hermit of Xige.

The desert has lost all its power and also its voice.

If the Hermit of Xige had not appeared in time, the Desert Wolf King and the five high priests would have died long ago.

The six West Pavilion hermits looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

"Saint, give us some time."

The old man who had spoken to Nerubel earlier spoke again.

But this time, his tone was much more respectful.

"Okay, but you don't have much time."

Nerubel said fiercely.

She stared at the hermits of Xige, watched them land on the ground, and began to communicate with Bilge and Tiele Goshawk.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Nirubel commanded the followers to move back and keep some distance.

Just now, the soldiers from the three parties fought in one place, and the scene was in chaos.

Now that the possibility of negotiation has arisen, it is natural for them to distance themselves from each other.

The desert warriors have lost their fighting power, so it's okay to give them some space. "The Emperor of Daxing."

Nilubai called out and saluted solemnly in the direction of Emperor Yongyuan.

Even though Nirubail didn't say it explicitly, Emperor Yongyuan understood what he meant.

Taking advantage of the free time just now, the Red Dragon recovered a lot of its strength.

Emperor Yongyuan immediately drove the red dragon to the top of the advance army led by Qin Zongyong.

"Retreat one mile and reorganize the team."

Qin Zongyong looked towards the direction of the enemy in the desert unwillingly, but still ordered to obey the order of Emperor Yongyuan.

Emperor Yongyuan protected them as they retreated to prevent a conspiracy from the West Pavilion.

After retreating a mile away and reorganizing the team, Qin Zongyong could not wait to send a message to Emperor Yongyuan:
"Your Majesty, why not take advantage of this opportunity to kill all these desert dogs?"

"Only by destroying the desert can we bring lasting peace to Daxing."

There was hatred in Qin Zongyong's voice.

Daxing and Damao have been hostile for so many years, and among the noble families, there is definitely some blood feud.

And looking at the advance army led by Qin Zongyong now, more than half of the troops have been lost.
One hundred thousand advance troops, plus fifty thousand defenders at Meteorite Pass.

But now, there are probably only more than 50,000 soldiers in front of them.

Less than one-third of the troops who had advanced deep into the enemy's territory were left.

"Duke Hu, I hope to achieve this unprecedented achievement."

“But now is not the right time.”

Emperor Yongyuan sighed.

It would be easy for them to destroy the desert now.

By then, Daxing will usher in a new situation.

Emperor Yongyuan and the court officials he led will leave a deep mark in history books.

Unfortunately, this matter is not that easy.

He knew that the Holy Fire Cult was serious.

What Nirubel said in the Holy Fire Order was not just talk.

He also knew something about the prophecy of the Holy Fire Cult.

He also kept Li Xuan's words in mind.

Although Li Xuan could not explain it clearly due to the interference of the Heavenly Dao, Emperor Yongyuan had already understood the situation roughly by asking questions.

There are more than one disaster like the evil dragon in the world.

The cold wave is most likely to be in another place.

Furthermore, there is no way to determine if there is anything else.

But for now at least there is still the cold wave that needs to be dealt with.

The Holy Fire Cult seems to want to unite all the forces that can be united.

As for the obstacles on this road, Nirubel also made them clear.

That is to solve them all.

These fanatics never say a word falsely when it comes to their faith.

But when Qin Zongyong heard Emperor Yongyuan's words, he did not understand the difficulty, but replied more emotionally:

"Your Majesty, wherever your sword points is where we will charge."

"As long as Your Majesty wishes, we will immediately launch a charge and crush these desert dogs."

"In the struggle between dynasties, the holy land of martial arts must not interfere!"

Qin Zongyong wanted to use this rule to restrain the hands of the Holy Fire Sect and Xige.

In response, Emperor Yongyuan just shook his head at Qin Zongyong.

As a subject, Qin Zongyong did not say anything more.

But when he looked towards the enemy in the desert, the overwhelming hatred was still burning fiercely, with no sign of extinguishing.

Li Xuan used all his strength to use the Yin-Yang Qi and the Way of Reincarnation to restore the Red Dragon's power, in preparation for possible accidents that might occur later.

But at this moment, he accidentally caught a glimpse of something unusual about Duke Hu.

"Duke Hu's hand!"

Li Xuan's words made Emperor Yongyuan look over as well.

It was at this time that Emperor Yongyuan discovered that Qin Zongyong's left hand had shrunk like a mummy, with pale skin and unnatural distortion, and it was obviously useless.

Qin Zongyong's left hand was fixed to his stomach with a cloth, and a metal ring was used to clamp the connection between his upper arm and shoulder to clearly distinguish the atrophied part from the normal part.

"I'll go down and show him."

"Go quickly."

Emperor Yongyuan urged Li Xuan again and again.

Li Xuan quietly withdrew from the Dragon Transformation Formation and then fell on Qin Zongyong's shoulders.

Qin Zongyong was startled and was about to react.

At this time, the voice of Emperor Yongyuan came:
"Duke Hu, Ah Xuan is a great auspicious sign. Let him take a look at your injuries."

Hearing Emperor Yongyuan's voice, Qin Zongyong slightly relaxed the lance in his right hand.

"Great prosperity?"

He tilted his head to look at Li Xuan, thinking to himself, "Isn't this the cat that Princess Ankang raised?"

When Qin Zongyong met Princess Ankang before, he had seen her holding Li Xuan.

Li Xuan ignored Qin Zongyong, lay on his shoulder, and stretched his claws to his shriveled left hand.

"How did you get this injury?"

Qin Zongyong was shocked when he heard Li Xuan's voice transmission.

He subconsciously looked around, and after a thorough look, he finally fixed his gaze on Li Xuan suspiciously.

Li Xuan rolled his eyes at him. He was already used to it and said unhappily:
"I'm asking you a question. Do you still want your hand?"

Seeing Li Xuan's reaction and hearing the content of the message, the old general who led a lone army to the enemy's rear could not help but tremble all over.

Qin Zongyong was silent for a moment, and finally answered honestly:

“Yes, yes…”

Then, he answered Li Xuan's question: "My hands were frostbitten in the cold wave."

Hearing the word "cold wave", Li Xuan's heart trembled.

"You got caught in the cold wave?"

Li Xuan already had some bad suspicions in his mind.

But Qin Zongyong’s next words still shocked Li Xuan.

"The cold wave has gotten out of control and has engulfed nearly half of the desert."

"Damo is playing with fire and getting burned."

“Of course we added fuel to the fire.”

When Li Xuan heard this, he almost felt dizzy and fell off Qin Zongyong's shoulder.

Qin Zongyong hurriedly raised his shoulders and supported Li Xuan to prevent him from falling.

Li Xuan quickly adjusted his mood and continued to use Yin-Yang Qi to treat Qin Zongyong.

Sure enough, from his left hand, Li Xuan felt the violent and chaotic power of the cold wave.

"why?"

“Why does the cold wave expand so rapidly?”

Li Xuan kept thinking while he was trying to dissolve the power of the cold wave for Qin Zongyong.

He looked silently in the direction of the desert, and now seemed to understand what they had been doing in the past few days.

“No wonder the Desert Wolf King gathered hundreds of thousands of troops to attack Meteorite Pass.”

"It turns out that my home is about to be lost..."

Li Xuan looked at the desert, then at the Holy Fire Sect, and finally at the West Pavilion.

It all seemed to make sense.

He looked further north.

That is the desert territory.

"The evil dragon has been solved."

"The cold wave broke out."

“Is this some kind of chain reaction?”

Li Xuan swallowed silently.

Ever since he learned that the laws of nature in this world are conscious, he no longer believes in the existence of coincidences.

Li Xuan suddenly turned his head and stared at the Desert Wolf King who was taken away by the hermit of Xige.

"He can't die!"

"At least not now!"

(End of this chapter)